The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 237 Siege

He Songning paused, but did not look back in a hurry.

He lowered his head first and lowered his voice at the same time: "Are you plotting against me?"

Xue Qingyin looked even more shocked than him: "How could you miss me so much?"

Xue Qingyin struggled and rolled off the bed, looked up at the King of the Meng clan: "Didn't you leave?"

The king of the Meng clan slowly approached from outside the door: "If I really left, how could I see such a scene?"

He said, looking at He Songning's back with cold eyes: "The dignified King Xuan is so shameless. Do you have to change your name before you dare to enter our Mon camp?"

Xue Qingyin: "Ah?"

He Songning: "...?"

He Songning did not panic at all, but laughed out loud: "So you thought I was Prince Xuan."

The king of the Meng clan frowned: "I know you can act, but now that you've reached this point, there's no point in pretending."

He paused for a moment, then looked at Xue Qingyin and said: "From yesterday to today, you tried your best not to look at him. Why? Are you afraid that your eyes will show even a little bit of longing and worry?"

He Songning had a strange expression and couldn't help turning his head to look at Xue Qingyin.

He didn't know she was like this...

Xue Qingyin opened her mouth, then thought that she was the one who acted.

Ah, yes, yes.

Anyway, King Xuan is not here.

It's not impossible for you to say that I like that pig outside.

"When you're not looking at him, you're mostly looking at the sky or your sleeves, and you seem restless. How can you, who is so afraid of boredom, endure such boredom?"

"I know you are trying your best to hide it, but you can't fake it. His arrival makes you happy and makes you react fiercely."

"You lied to me." The Meng clan king's tone was slightly cold, and his eyes became much sharper.

Xue Qingyin didn't say a word.

Silence is better than sound at this time.

The king of the Meng clan couldn't help but stepped forward, and his tone was even colder: "I specially held a banquet to invite him. Although he acted well, Ding Wu acted a little afraid of him. How does he look like his brother? More like him A subordinate. I asked him to paint your portrait again. His emotions can be concealed, but his writing cannot deceive others..."

The king of the Meng clan told his reasoning process bit by bit.

"I took the scroll and pretended to be impatient and went back to the house. He came to the courtyard as a guest, and he should have seen how lax the guards in your courtyard are. Since I can't hide my longing for him, I also allowed him to come in and out, and he will definitely come to see you. . . . But I didn’t expect it to be so fast.”

After the Mon king finished speaking, he raised his hand, and immediately Mon soldiers rushed in.

"I'm afraid you will really be a widow now." The king of the Meng clan looked at Xue Qingyin and said.

He Songning's heart moved, and there was something strange that he couldn't explain.

He straightened his expression and slowly turned around: "After fighting for so many days, you have never even seen King Xuan's face?"

The tone was sarcastic and merciless.

The lines between the Mon king's eyebrows are deeper.

He took a large bow from the hands of a slave on the side and pointed the arrow in He Songning's direction.

The arrow was made to be extremely strong, and if it flew out, it might pierce He Songning's entire chest.

Xue Qingyin immediately shouted: "No!"

I didn't moisturize my voice in advance, so I almost screamed and screamed on the spot, which made me sound even more miserable and pitiful.

He Songning's eyelids twitched and he stopped being mean-spirited.

"My name is Xue Ning. I am her eldest brother, but I am not King Xuan." He Songning said quickly.

The king of the Meng clan put down his bow and arrow with a strange expression: "Then why do you..."

He Songning asked, "What's wrong with the eldest brother coming to save my sister?"

When the king of the Meng clan thought about it, it made sense.

But he did not remove the people. Instead, he looked at them and said coldly: "But from my point of view, there is no similarity between you two. How can you look like brothers and sisters?"

He Songning's expression was unnatural for a moment, but his tone was very determined: "She is like my mother, and I am like my father."

Xue Qingyin grabbed He Songning's sleeve and said anxiously: "Yes! He is my eldest brother! If you really like me, you shouldn't treat my eldest brother like this..."

When He Songning heard this, he felt something was wrong.

But after careful consideration, I couldn't find anything wrong.

The soldiers couldn't help but put away their weapons.

Big brother.

Maybe he will be my uncle in the future.

The king of the Meng clan sneered: "You still want to lie to me?"

Without hesitation, he again nocked his bow and shot.

Arrows flew out.

He Songning's face darkened, and he picked up the porcelain pillow beside him to block it.

But the arrow fired from close range came with great force, knocking a big hole out of the porcelain pillow. In the end, he lost 70% to 80% of his strength and still plunged into He Songning's shoulder.

He groaned in his throat, his eyes becoming darker and sharper.

The king of the Meng clan released an arrow without stopping, and drew his bow again.

For a moment, Xue Qingyin even held her breath slightly.

If something happens to this person, he is really going to be killed!

However, He Songning didn't care about his injured shoulder and picked up another bench with his backhand and threw it out.

Then his figure flashed and moved around.

There was a sound of "咻".

A soft sword was drawn from his waist.

It turns out his belt is also a weapon.

"Stop! Stop it quickly..." Xue Qingyin tried her best to sound like a weak little white flower trying to start a fight, hastily and helplessly.

He Songning's eyelids twitched and he didn't bother to look back at Xue Qingyin's expression at this time.

But the king of the Meng clan took her expression completely into his eyes.

She always looked lazy and indifferent.

But she was crying so pitifully at this time.

She lowered her body just for him.

The eyes of the Meng king were ablaze, and he was determined to kill "King Xuan" here!

Kill him! Only then can he climb to the top of Liang Dynasty!

The Meng king let go and shot the arrow.

He Songning had suffered a loss that was caught off guard once, so how could he be easily defeated now?

He grabbed a Meng soldier and used him as a shield, and rushed forward to fight. He also grabbed their sabers and swung them.

Blood splattered wherever he passed.

For a while, these Meng warriors were no match for him.

The Meng queen retreated to the door: "Come here!"

The people guarding the courtyard door heard the sound and rushed in.

Such a heavy siege...

It looked like a dead end.

Xue Qingyin fell to the ground crying: "No, don't kill him..."

The crocodile's tears wet her clothes.

Probably because she was too immersed in the play, she was breathing fast.

The King of Meng uttered a few words: "It's really enviable."

After that, he once again put his finger on the bowstring.

He Songning's thoughts flew away for a moment, but he was quickly pulled back.

Someone would envy the love he has...

He Songning's eyes became brighter, ignoring the swords that fell on him.

If you can dodge, dodge. If you can't dodge, you will meet it with your flesh and blood.

He rushed to the King of Meng.

"He is a good man, worthy of the name of King Xuan!" The King of Meng squeezed out a voice from his throat, and then he did not dodge, but drew a big knife from the waist of the guard to meet him.

Xue Qingyin:?

Are you okay?

What kind of heroism are you talking about now? What face do you want?

Why don't you pull me away, and then let everyone shoot arrows together? He can't be made of iron!

Xue Qingyin held her breath in her throat, watching He Songning get stabbed in the left shoulder again.

But the saber in his hand was against the neck of the Meng king.

Xue Qingyin: "..."

Fuck.

Is this what the male protagonist's halo is all about?

It's like I can kill you with a thousand arrows, but I insist on my dignity as a man and fight you alone, and then the knife is against my neck, and the situation suddenly changes?

Xue Qingyin gritted her teeth and thought that next time she hunted He Songning, she would definitely not allow King Xuan to fight alone!

"Don't you care about your king's life?" He Songning's hair was messy, and his eyes were staring at the soldiers around him.

The soldiers stopped all at once.

Even the Meng general who came later had to put away his weapons and glared at He Songning.

At this time, He Songning finally saw Xue Qingyin's appearance clearly.

She sat there sluggishly, her chest heaving slightly, and tears on her face.

"Come here." He Songning whispered to her.